The Cruel Prince Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I’m a coward. The Bloody Prince’s reputation precedes him alright. He’s cold and distant, uncaring with a subtle river of cruelty running through his veins. I try to imagine what my life will be like when I’m forced to be his and I fail. Any future with him is sure to be as terrible as he is. My life, as I know it, is over.

Casimir said seriously. “ Me? Threatened that you are alive. Impossible you are just a piece of trash and worthless thing." The crowned prince maliciously said. “ Okay so just let us pass in let us go in the portal," I said to the crown prince. While I am behind Cassimir's back. "Well, you're pretty enough to be my plaything, so I won't allow you to leave this place," the crown prince declared. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed his vine-like powers, which were black and covered in thorns, directing them towards us.

The voice cried as I heard the door click open and the lunatic prince came in He stood next to the door starring at me "Look, if your gonna kill me then do it quick!!, Starvation isnt a good way to kill someone you know!" I glared at him as he shook his head slowly " Your testing my patience girl!" He gave a smirk as his lips twenched "What's with the outfit?, Are you trying to be Dracula untold?" I couldn't stop the laughter as it spilled out " Maybe am something more than that, you wouldn't want to know" He gave an evil curl "just so you know , Mr prince in dark cloak, you don't scare me one bit!" I widened my eyes so he could see I wasn't afraid of whatever he was claiming to be

Hunter stepped between me and Metis, shielding me from the Prince. Metis glared at him and clicked his tongue. "Be careful, dog," he snarled, carefully correcting the lapels of his suit jacket. "You know very well that you cannot touch me. I'm the Prince. You try something I don't appreciate, you die." Hunter widened his stance, his large frame blocking Prince's view. "Try to touch her and you'll die first," he hissed.

She better hope she did, if anyone else has touched her she will be punished till there is no return. ……;…..,,,,,, Okay so my Lycan prince is completed. If you want the story of Avery Cole just hit me up on F******k @bjpassions. Thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed the story….until next time my readers With love. Bj♥️

The Prince abruptly stands, his chair scraping along the hardwood floor. "I think I'll go.” "We haven’t even had dessert!” Crimson protests. "I think I lost my appetite." He walks for the exit, leaving everyone at the table stunned. I scramble up, chasing after him. I need him to know that I didn’t intend to hurt him. I’ve just been assuming he hates me, that he couldn’t care less if I loved someone else. "Vade!" I call out down the hallway. He stops, albeit reluctantly. "What is it, Avila?"

Lady Zari continues, her voice gaining strength, “the reason your son, the Crown Prince, has not yet returned to the capital is because this woman used magic on him. She seduced him.” Gasps echo from every corner. The King’s face goes completely white, then flushes with rage. Even Magnus Blackwood looks shocked. But none of them look as shocked as I feel. “Wh–what?” I stammer, my voice barely audible through the nobles’ murmuring. “I don’t even know the Crown Prince. How could I possibly seduce him?” Lady Zari’s smile is cold and triumphant. “Oh, but you do know him, don’t you? This scheming little shifter had high ambitions, Your Majesty. She tracked down the Crown Prince during his mission

The prince held his meetings, and the king's lead guard, General Krvut, was in a state of total confusion as the borders of Ghandor were attacked and its defences were weakened. I need them arrested within 7 days. The king's guard and his troops left convinced that they had solved the situation. It was evening, and the prince, tired and exhausted, decided to take a nap. He entered his bedroom and lay down. He heard footsteps, lifted his head, and saw altea just inside his bedroom. She seductively called the prince, 'Hi kohl, almost naked and walking like a serpent who captivates the prince. She moves up to him, got more closer and showing off her enormous breast, i know you want me prince, w

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.